How in the hell did all of the grunt work fall to him? He wasn't a god damned baby sitter! Was this the price for returning to Ashen? First he'd been forced to let Gem order him around and now he was tasked with training up the new girl? Quill was grumpy as fuck. Maybe it would be better if he bailed and went back to being a loner.

The clouded man sought out the little brown girl and he growled low. "Get your shit together. We're training today." Once he got her attention, Quill made his way towards the training area. There were straw stuffed dummies, wooden weapons and more. "Come on. I don't have all day," He growled again. If this little punk thought that he was going to take it easy on her just because she was small, she had another thing coming. She wasn't family, so Quill didn't give a shit.

"Speech"

Well, wasn’t this a friggen drag. Not only was she expected to live in this old man’s packlands, but now she had to train with his son? How lame. The man who was only a few years older than herself seemed to materialize out of nowhere- catching her off guard, just as she was emerging from her new den. He growled at her, and she growled back- challenging him with her defiance, glaring daggers at him with her amethyst eyes. Get my shit together? Really? She mocked him internally, scoffing and rolling her eyes. If it wasn’t for her stubborn nature, she might have ignored him- but Nimue wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. This guy wanted to fight? To train? Bring it on. Following him to a makeshift training area, Nimue was admittedly surprised by the intricate details. They even had straw-stuffed dummies and wooden weapons- she’d never seen stuff like this before. When he spoke, she ignored him at first- taking in the scenery, noting each detail, before whipping around to face him. Damn he was huge- just like his dad. "Don’t have all day?” She mocked, raising a brow at him. “Like you’ve got something better to do! Bet you don't even have a girlfriend!” She says through a growl, taunting him forward- wanting him to initiate whatever this training was supposed to be. ”Speech”